UNTIL IT'S GONE EP

BILL

Never been a man of many words
Kept to myself simples how I saw the world
Laid down my goals, when I was rather young
Kept on track, beat the path and that’s what I’ve become
I’ve stayed up late, read the greats, hung on every word
Always in the morning I was me.

Never been the first to say hello
Black, white, sepia the cameras all I know
Sweet and surreal, an intimate portrayal
In a tattered picture frame your kids won’t see

Moonshine whiskey lies
Endless hope no compromise
To me that always seemed so vain
That’s who I am, a simple solemn man
Mr. Frost was wrong this roads the same

Rosy cheeks gets coffee every day
Lost in her curls wish I could take her breath away
Capture her grace, white sails the sign for fate
A dirty trick the camera played on me

I’ll never feel her taste my hands on her lips
Get to know her by, the swaying of her hips
Passion dies down
Hell we’ll both come around, rational men always up and leave
My mottos been, what’s wrong with wondering
As long as the grounds planted on your feet.

Moonshine whiskey lies
Endless hope no compromise
To me that always seemed so vain
That’s who I am, a simple solemn man
Mr. Frost was wrong this roads the same

Moonshine whiskey lies
Endless hope no compromise
To me that always seemed so vain
That’s who I am, a simple solemn man
Mr. Frost was wrong this road won’t change
My motto’s been, what’s wrong with wondering
As long as the grounds planted on your feet.